The thoughts of the earth are my thoughts. The voice of the earth is my voice. All that belongs to the earth belongs to me. All that surrounds the earth surrounds me. It is lovely indeed, it is lovely indeed.
—Navajo song
To celebrate the day I plan to sit under a shade tree and read Billy Collins's poem of gratitude for the earth and its beings, over and over.
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| images: Christie B. Cochrell, Mesa Verde, Tsankawi |
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